Mark Erelli - Imaginary wars

Behind the ^Chouse where I ^Flived Back ^Cwhen I was a ^Gkid I played ^CG.I. Joe beneath the tall pine ^Gtrees I'd fight im^Caginary ^Fwars 'Til my mom ^Ccalled from our back ^Gporch And I'd come home ^Ccovered in that pine pitch From my ^Ghead down to my ^Cknees

Too big to ^Cwrap my arms a^Fround Surely ^Colder than I could ^Gcount Must have ^Cbeen there since the Mayflower crossed the ^Gsea They'd been through ^Cblizzards and hurri^Fcanes Summer ^Cdroughts and freezing ^Grain Them ^Cpines would live forever At least that's ^Ghow it seemed to ^Cme

Now what's be^Fcome of the old pine ^Cwoods It's all ^Fgone and there's a brand new neighbour^Ghood All for a ^Ambuck they ^Gcut down all those ^Ftrees They ^Csubdivided all of my ^Gfondest memo^Cries

When those ^Ctrucks came for my ^Fwoods I did ^Ceverything I ^Gcould And it was ^Cwar for real when school let out that ^GJune I ripped down ^Cflags and I pulled up ^Fstakes But what ^Cdifference can one boy ^Gmake Those ^Cpines still fell like thunder On a ^Gsummer after^Cnoon

Now what's be^Fcome of the old pine ^Cwoods It's all ^Fgone and there's a brand new neighbour^Ghood All for a ^Ambuck they ^Gcut down all those ^Ftrees They ^Csubdivided all of my ^Gfondest memo^Cries

And I ^Amnever became ^Emfriends With the ^Ffamilies that moved ^Cin They were ^Fdifferent from us or so it ^Gseemed I grew ^Amup and moved a^Emway I just go ^Fhome on holi^Cdays But those ^Ftall and tangled pines They're ^Gstill falling in my dreams

We all ^Cwant the greenest ^Flawn And a country ^Cclub where we be^Glong And an ^CSUV to get us there in ^Gstyle But we don't keep ^Ctrack of what we've ^Flost We can't ^Ccalculate the ^Gcost When there's ^Cno place left for a boy's Imagin^Gation to run ^Cwild

So what's be^Fcome of the old pine ^Cwoods It's all ^Fgone and it's gone for ^Ggood All for a ^Ambuck they ^Gcut down all those ^Ftrees They ^Csubdivided all of my ^Gfondest memo^Cries